When I got married, I learned about having Hoppin’ John (or, as my hubby calls it, Hoppnin’ John) for the New Year. Never liked it, although I think it may be because my husband doesn’t know how to cook it.
When my DIL moved in, she insisted on making sauerkraut and pork (usually loin, not sausage) for New Year. She’s German and Irish, so a big pot of boiled 'kraut with pork seemed natural. I like it much better than the blackeye pea thing.
The one tradition that I bring to the table, pasteles, is the one thing we didn’t have this year because I can’t make it and we couldn’t find any abuelitas who were selling. So sad.